So OJ Simpson is guilty of this bullshit robbery charge. Good. Let the rioting ensue, and let it last through Obama’s defeat in November.

In way more important news, my review of American Carol is up over at Right Pundits. Friend Krista tells me that it wasn’t playing in Toronto. Color me shocked. I hope she got in the Jeep and drove to Buffalo to see it.

View the trailer here!

It opens on my birthday. I think they planned it that way.

My latest at LadyBlog, on the mangling of the latest incarnation of Luce’s The Women.

So very, very bad.

All Canadian taxpayers are. Isn’t that wild? This year, Canada is funding a queer child porn, via my tax dollars and yours. Thanks to Blazing Cat Fur for bringing this little business venture to my attention.

At this year’s InsideOut, Toronto’s Gay & Lesbian film fest that took place in May, a movie called “Babysitting Andy” was screened.

What do you do if you’re nine and nobody will tell you what ’fellatio’ means? When Andy’s uncle and his boyfriend arrive to babysit, she corners them with a Supersoaker and they can do nothing but comply.

Well, I’m going to contact cybertips.ca and turn myself in. I urge all Canadians to do the same. Turn yourselves in and take your lumps as child pornographers.

As an aside, when Ezra prints cartoons of Mohammad, that’s a hate crime. But when the government funds child pornography, that’s “art“.

I saw Hancock last night, and absolutely loved it. It definitely had a Götterdämmerung feeling about it which was both inspiring and a little sad. Wagner would have been impressed, if he could have gotten over the idea of his operatic Sigfried being played by a rapper!

That said, I would like to take director Peter Berg out to the parking lot behind the cinema and beat his ass to a pulp. Why? Because he is a television director who has been given a shot at movies, and thinks he will be taken more seriously if he uses fancy camera work that makes people vomit. As much as I was enjoying the movie, I had to keep my eyes closed for nearly half of it. Berg decided he would have more credibility if he got “arty” and made the camera spin and slant all over the place. Why is the necessary? Why do directors feel they have to actually nauseate their audiences in order to appear cutting edge?

Actor’s death means job losses for Vancouver film industry

The death of actor Heath Ledger is causing more cuts for Vancouver’s troubled film industry.

The 28-year-old, who was found dead in his New York apartment on Tuesday, was scheduled to be in Vancouver next week to work on his role as the lead in director Terry Gilliam’s British-Canadian co-production The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus.

Shooting had already begun in Britain, and Ledger was due in Vancouver on Monday to start filming scenes in front of a green screen, with special effects to be added later.

But with the production now suspended, crews at Bridge Studios in Burnaby, B.C., are facing an uncertain future.

Whoa. I mean, I really don’t give a flying fart for Ledger myself, but I’m sure as heck not going to blame him for a failing economy. A young man died - probably from an overdose, possibly at his own hand, we don’t know - and the CBC is doing Requiem for the Vancouver film industry? That is a seriously screwy set of priorities. For shame.

They’ve come up with a 9/11-style monster movie. Because I guess the reality - that a group of people living among us wants to kill us in the name of Allah - was too much to bear. Easier to blame it on Godzilla, I suppose.

For those of you who still have the nightmares (you know who you are, and you know what I’m talking about), don’t bother clicking the link. The flashbacks are a bitch.

I couldn’t watch the whole thing.

As I mentioned, I’m having a rough week. So this morning, lying in bed, I began listing my favorite comfort films from over the years. In no particular order, here they are.

Heathers - 1989
The Thing Called Love - 1993
Gone With the Wind - 1939
My Man Godfrey - 1936
That Hamilton Woman - 1941
A Shot in the Dark - 1964
Lady Sings the Blues - 1974
Pride of the Yankees - 1942
When Harry Met Sally - 1989
Dark Victory - 1939
Goodbye Again - 1961

a clever Persian girl figures out how to beguile a blood-thirsty misogynist Persian mullah who likes to bed virgins and execute them

Kate’s running a contest. Go over and put yours in the comments.